Here, in these triple leaves, oh! read from me, What I, for thee, have dreamed their mystic spell, Faith, Hope and Love, joined hand in hand, I see, And this the message that they seem to tell:— Love, for the present, and the time to he, Faith, that its might and truth can never die; Hope, that beyond the future clouds and mystery Points to a smiling scene, and cloudless sky.
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